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You are not ready |
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I know I gave him one hells |
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You want to learn the way to win |
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But never to accept the way to lose |
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To accept defeat |
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To learn to die is to be liberated from it |
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So when tomorrow comes |
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You must free your ambitious mind |
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And learn the art of dying |
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Wuddup dog? |
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Ever feel like you drowning |
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Here I go |
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Oh Floatin down |
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I ain' t see you though |
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Nah Bogus |
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It' s that art of dying |
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Let' s Play this record as frequently as possible |
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That nigga cinematic |
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The skip beat this album |
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Wuddup cinematic? |
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KevO Magic world |
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Bogus Walk through my 6 pointed life |
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Walkin off of vicodin songs, that means |
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I' m liking this |
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Take a couple rounds to the coach, now |
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I can ride again |
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Let me see the whip on the floor, |
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OG I' m lightin baby |
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Takin wax bath, still |
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I' m certified, high as shit |
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Dough that |
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I' m supplyin, keep many ballers admiring |
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Forever be alive to any suckers who trying it |
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Wiser than my lies, despising these phony guys |
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The side of me |
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I survived, face the martians while |
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I' m alive |
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Ain' t your business why, |
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GOD, stay on my side |
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Though I' m getting high, living real until |
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I die In my sin this life, no regrets, |
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I get it right before they have my lights |
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Changed man, could sacrifice |
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So I never quit, fuck you bitch |
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I hold my strife and |
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I don' t loom with it |
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Who gives a shit? |
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Let' s die tonight |
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Yea the morning might, go for my song |
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Well I get snyke |
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Start if you want, bad the part of me you go to |
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Christ Summer on to summer |
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I' m a gunna |
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I' m tryina mind my business, you can run up if you wanna |
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It' s money over bitches, |
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G I' m always on the come up |
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You niggas hatin on me, |
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I' m a motherfuckin stunna stunna |
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Summer on to summer |
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I' m a gunna |
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I' m tryina mind my business, you can run up if you wanna |
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It' s money over bitches, |
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G I' m always on the come up |
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You niggas hatin on me, |
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I' m a motherfuckin stunna stunna |
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Lately I go crazy and my lady ain' t gon save me |
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And neither all my babies, euthanasia for me baby |
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These niggas ain' t gon break me, these niggas ain' t gon break me |
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Swear to God if you hatin pussy, you would never break me |
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I feel back to the same me, |
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I' ve been heathing niggas lately |
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But I spray yall with the |
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K back til you lay down |
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I' mma shake it |
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I can say |
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I' m in the dark cuz |
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I was there when niggas blazin |
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I shot everything, black to |
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Caucasian, |
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I' m not a racist |
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I stare in babies' faces puff they mama til she take me |
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She givin me the pussy but |
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I fuck it like |
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I take it |
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Nigga facin a problem, |
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I' m waitin patient for all you who give a fuck about stripes |
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When dead is what they call you, bitch stuntin they sayin |
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I' m settin sacrifice on you |
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Racing to be the greatest, |
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I pray to |
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God but won' t call you girl |
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Catch me in the mall with my pistol, |
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I' m ballin on you worse than the fool |
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Even more realest, that was the motto model |
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Summer on to summer |
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I' m a gunna |
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I' m tryina mind my business, you can run up if you wanna |
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It' s money over bitches, |
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G I' m always on the come up |
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You niggas hatin on me, |
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I' m a motherfuckin stunna stunna |
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Summer on to summer |
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I' m a gunna |
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I' m tryina mind my business, you can run up if you wanna |
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It' s money over bitches, |
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G I' m always on the come up |
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You niggas hatin on me, |
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I' m a motherfuckin stunna stunna |
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Look alive bitch |
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Phony ass niggas, you thought |
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I was out this bitch |
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I' m right back in it |
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Pussy, 2 feet in the motherfuckin dope |
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Cop up, Bogus |
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Nigga, who wanna come down with me? |
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Hah Different nature |
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Scoo! |